Mantra six... changing pictures, bright and framed through window smoke, like fire burning ashes, ashes of your hope. how will you reap the harvest of
Mantra six... changing pictures, bright and framed through window smoke, like fire burning ashes, ashes of your hope. How will you reap the harvest of
We light the oil And touch the beads. The naked feel Of rosary . The fall of morning On the lands. The smell of incense On our hands. We kneel Before
"Archangel, Dark Angel Lend me thy light Through Death's veil 'Til we have Heaven in sight!"
incantation can move the mountains it's just one voice chord: om bhur bhuvah suahh! hare hanni hanni hare ? this is the right kind of song to tell you the mantra
dann finden wir inneren Frieden durch wahre Hingabe in Liebe. Refrain Thomas D.: An einem Morgen am Meer im Morgengrauen sang ein Mann, ein anderer Wanderer, ein Mantra
If there's something to die for If there's something to cry your heart out for When the times are hard don't walk away from me Civilians are scared
Non ho paura Non mi fa male Non sanguina Non mi brucia nemmeno piu Non preoccuparti Non e un problema Non sono nemmeno qui Non ho paura Non c'e
Ain't no lovin' In this God forsaken land Ain't no lovin' I'm just a poor old man She left me in the morning Never to come back again Now I'm sitting
We have become desolate We have become blind Creating disorder, a morbid obsession We have become heartless We have become cold Craving satisfaction,
Season of the sick Spreading venom With their filthy hands And words of hatred Dark prophets, black hearts Leaders without dedication Crazed by greed
On the banks of the Mississippi An old man sits on his bench Watching the river's water flow Smoking cigarettes as time goes by Reminiscing about the
In the times of my trial The days slowly moved along But nothing ever changed I struggled to maintain what was left Tried to find some peace of mind
I have been pierced by a deadly thorn There is no way to undo what's done My disease, my infection I am so impure My release, my redemption Is there
Dedicated to the proud Nez Perce nation One time the wind blew free and there was nothing to break the light of the sun In a past that is now lost forever
Ve deg! Du med uren hensikt Ve deg! Du med onde baktanker Fristelser vil hjemsoke og lede deg mot dypet Du vil bukke under Vrede vil ogsa ramme deg
solitudine La sua scomodita Cerca un cuore amico accanto a se Mantra E l'inverno muove, dove sei? Non resisto al peso Dell'immobile eleganza Mantra (
Break Down, the walls in your head, until you Break Down, not tears instead, you need a Break Down, on your page and pen stay to you to really hold
